I see too many dead too young, too many youths with their hands on a gun, index on the trigger wondering if he’s gonna pull, would the outcome be different if his life wasn’t dull…
I hope you find your way before it’s too late,
And maybe you’ll light the way up for me,
I wish I could save the way you make my day,
Everyday,
Forever,
And always…
Crying won’t solve a problem like this,
nor could we ever fix it with a kiss,
It’s more than one can bare alone,
We all have to carry this place we call home.